Flying swords, a sword in the sky, sword light can go to the end of the world!

The stars in the sky are like falling stars, just like a sword fairy in white leaning down and pinching his sword fingers.

The sword light flashed up, and it disappeared from the Quartet wine shop silently.

In the Taixuan Palace, someone chuckled.

On Qingyun Street, Jiang Baishi took advantage of the night to sit next to the white cow and feed the white cow to graze.

The white cow was originally grazing peacefully, but a flash of light flashed in the eyes of this divine beast.

Jiang Baishi seemed to be aware of it, and behind this big Fu Shoufu, the man who seemed to be a farmer couldn't help but look up.

"Lu Jing ascended to the Heavenly Pass, and it was enough to see the Heavenly King and Taibai Erxing, and even realized the rumored Taibai sword light......

Those who have realized the light of the Taibai sword are just a fourth gentleman Ji Chen'an in the world. ”

The peasant man sighed.

Jiang Baishi coughed a few times, and said weakly: "When the master ascends to the sky, the heavens will open the heavens for him, and Taibai whispers to him."

This land view ascends to the sky, in fact, the same is true.

This...... Actually, it's a good thing. ”

The peasant man was silent for a moment, and then bowed his head: "Is this a good or bad chess game for Mr.?" ”

Jiang Baishi put down the forage in his hand, stood up and reached out and touched the horns of the white cow.

"My game is already set.

Up to the sky, down to the world, plus the Yu Yuan, Yang Valley, Thunder Tribulation Sea, Yang Tribulation Sea, all of which are in my game.

This is the limit for old decay, and I will not live long, after my death, if the chess game is naturally the best, if the chess game is not successful, I am just a handful of loess, so why worry about so much? ”

"I've tried my best, the creation is in Lu Jing, the variables are also in Lu Jing, whether it is creation or variables, it has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Baishi carefully stroked the horns of the white cow, and after a few breaths, he turned around and returned to the east hall.

The peasant man looked at Jiang Baishi's rickety body, and his heart was not good.

Even at the time of the spiritual tide, the immortals in the sky fell to the earth, and this old man who once rode a white ox to the countryside and later became the Lord of the Great Fu Shoufu has never been so decadent.

"In countless times, has there not been one victory in the world?"

The peasant man asked himself.

In today's world, there are Emperor Chongtian, King Da Candle, King Chong'an, Grand Duke and Sun, several generals who are world-famous, Jiang Baishi, Han Xintai, and the world's top nine armor, as well as thousands of cultivators.

But even in this kind of world, the Holy Monarch cannot be holy, and he still has to use a chess game to calculate the heavens.

In such a world and under the earth, I don't know when the world will win?

Just as the thoughts in the peasant man's heart flickered, the sword light that went straight to the outside of Taixuanjing suddenly flashed with a glow.

The white cow, which was originally kneeling on the ground and grazing, also stood up, and its vitality lingered, but then these vitality passed away one after another, flying towards Jokhang Mountain.

The peasant man's blood was like boiling magma, and he raised his head to look at the place where the sword light flashed and raised his hand.

This peasant man seemed to want to hold the vitality that took off between heaven and earth, but those vitality flew away towards Jokhang Mountain through his fingers.

"It's the legendary human elemental star."

The peasant man's eyes flashed with blood, and when he was lucky, he fell in love with Jokhang Mountain.

But I saw that on the Jokhang Mountain, there was a statue of the Heavenly King standing on the peak.

That day, the king incarnated under the Taibai Star Dou, and the sword qi wandered the body of the heavenly king!

The body of the pitch-black Heavenly King is more than ten feet high, and his majesty is unparalleled.

When he pinched the Taibai sword light in his hand, the dazzling sword aura flew, and the mystery was unpredictable.

"This is not Fuguang Sword Qi, this is Taibai Sword Light."

The peasant man seemed to remember something, and his eyes suddenly became a little solemn.

He turned his head and entered the east hall as well.

In the east hall, Jiang Baishi sat on the blue and white chair as always, and he struggled to support his weak body and pretend to sleep.

The peasant man walked up to Jiang Baishi and wanted to speak, but he hesitated.

But he only hesitated for two or three breaths.

Jiang Baishi waved his hand lightly: "After I die, if Lu Jing has not become a fast knife to kill immortals, you can vote for him." ”

……

The abbot monk sat opposite Zhao Qingyang.

Monk Shenxiu was a little helpless and poured tea for the two.

Chenghui changed into a robe, and seeing that the abbot and Zhao Qingyang were reluctant to leave, they had to cook some meals for the two.

One is a senior monk of Da Lei Yin Temple.

The other one is the True Martial Mountain Dao Sword.

Both of them have extraordinary identities, and their cultivation is much stronger than the young Buddha of Jokhang Temple.

They sat like this, silent, but their eyes kept colliding, as if they were engaged in some kind of exchange.

"Jing Guogong saw Gou Chen, saw Kunpeng, and had his own fate with my Daomen.

Since the incident of General Butian in Pingping Township, Da Lei Yin Temple no longer accepts lay disciples, do you still expect Jing Guogong to cut his hair and become a monk? ”

After a long time, Zhao Qingyang suddenly spoke, his words were full of anger, and he didn't look at the abbot monk when he spoke.

The abbot monk smiled, turned his head sideways and asked Zhao Qingyang: "Do you know how to forge a sword?" ”

Zhao Qingyang shook his head calmly.

The abbot monk said: "Master Jiyuan's relics contain the sword light of the world, and the gods, ghosts and demons are not allowed to get close.

When I cast the sword, I only need to engrave the scriptures on the sword, and Jing Guogong is the living descendant of Master Jiyuan.

Although the true martial arts incense ash is good, can there be a way to make Jing Guogong easily understand the sword qi in the incense ash? ”

When the abbot monk said this, he asked Zhao Qingyang again: "Speaking of which, which sword light of heaven and earth is bred by this incense ash?" ”

Zhao Qingyang replied: "It's the Sword Light Five Thunder Monarch." ”

The abbot monk was stunned for a moment, then squinted his eyes and laughed, and his rich cheeks trembled.

"The Five Thunder Monarchs are naturally strong, but this sword light is fierce and strong, and those who have realized this sword light in Zhenwu Mountain for thousands of years are all Eight Realm Heavenly People.

Brother Dao came here with such a furnace of incense ashes, I don't know if he attaches too much importance to Jing Guogong, or looks too highly at Jing Guogong. ”

Zhao Qingyang waved the dust and drove away a few mosquitoes.

"Since I, Zhenwushan, dare to seek Jingguo Gong to find an opportunity, I naturally have a way to subdue the Five Thunder Monarchs, not to mention that you must not forget that Jingguo Gong reflects Chen Yuanxing, and he is born with my Lei Fa."

The abbot monk was not worried, but just shook his head to himself.

"Yuan Xing is Yuan Xing after all, and Daomen is good at controlling thunder, which does not mean that Gou Chen will return to Daomen.

If this is the case, my Leiyin Temple Buddha once saw Jing Guogong reflecting the Tianwang Yuanxing, and the Heavenly King was said to be the Buddha sitting down to protect the Dharma, wouldn't Jing Guogong be more related to my Buddha? ”

Zhao Qingyang and the abbot monk were silent, and the two of them were sneering when they spoke, not at all like the two monks.

"Senior brother, these two senior brothers from the Great Leiyin Temple and Zhenwu Mountain are talking with guns and sticks, where is there the shadow of a person who has attained the Tao?" Chenghui lowered her voice and spoke to Monk Shenxiu.

Monk Shenxiu also whispered to Chenghui: "This is a chance to come, Da Lei Yin Temple and Zhenwu Mountain naturally want to send tough disciples, if everything is accommodated, wouldn't Mr. Lu Jing's good chance go to others?" ”

While kneading the dough, the morning meeting sneered and said, "Mr. Lu Jing didn't want to pay attention to them, and left with Lu Yi's benefactor.

In my opinion, neither Zhenwu Mountain nor Da Lei Yin Temple can form a good relationship with Mr. Lu Jing. ”

Monk Shenxiu also nodded thoughtfully.

"Mr. Lu Jing has always acted in his own way.

Senior Brother Abbot and Senior Brother Qingyang said that they came to make a good fate, but whether it was the relics or the incense ash, they had to rely on their respective Taoist inheritances to control them.

This is tantamount to asking Mr. Lu Jing to inherit their Dharma and deepen the connection with them. ”

"But, ah......" Monk Shenxiu paused, and there was some emotion in his tone: "The Jiyuan relics and the five thunder monarch incense ashes are extremely precious.

If it is used to forge a sword, and then it is matched with the heavenly dragon bone of Taichong Longjun, the sword refined must be a first-grade sword. ”

Zhao Qingyang and the abbot and monk stared wide-eyed.

The abbot monk plans to stay in this Jokhang Temple.

Zhao Qingyang seemed to be angry, and he had no intention of leaving.

Chenghui is cooking.

Monk Shenxiu was just about to add tea for the two.

But I saw that in the sky, a wisp of sword qi came towards the moonlight!

The abbot monk, Zhao Qingyang, and Shenxiu monk all have a sense of it.

They all looked up.

But I saw a sword light coming towards the west wind.

The west wind gave birth to white light.

The white light appeared in the sky at a glance, and the peaks were erected.

It seems that there are gods with swords, straight to Jokhang Mountain, rolling vitality condensation, rigidity and softness meet evenly, and the magic is no chaos.

The vitality of heaven and earth was churning, and the fierce spirit seemed to be guided by a kind of sword spirit, condensed in the void.

The stars fell from the sky and shone on the condensed vitality.

That vitality became a Dharma body.

The Dharma body was pitch black and mighty, and a huge palm was stretched out, but there was sword light circulating between the fingers, and the blazing sword light was shining.

The abbot monk and the Zhenwu Mountain Zhao Qingyang all opened their eyes wide and looked up at the huge Heavenly King Dharma Body in the sky.

It was at this time.

That day, the king's body suddenly spoke, but it was Lu Jing's voice.

"Since it is a gift, the relics of the great monks of the Great Leiyin Temple, the Zhenwu Mountain and the Zhenwu incense ash...... Lu Jing took it all.

On another day, Lu Jing will inevitably return with a sword. ”

That day the king spoke.

The wisp of sword light in his hand flew up!

This sword is brilliant, mysterious and extraordinary, and the brilliance goes straight to three hundred miles.

At this moment, the entire Jokhang Temple was as bright as day.

"Too white...... Sword light? ”

Zhao Qingyang clenched his fists.

He only knew that Lu Jing saw Taibai and reflected Taibai Yuanxing, but he had never received the sword light from Taibai Xingjun!

"The one who is too white in the sky, don't say anything else, that is, there are a few people in the Taibai Building.

But how can anyone among them have realized the light of the Taibai sword? ”

Zhao Qingyang sighed.

The abbot and monk had a sad face.

Shenxiu on the side poked his head out: "Two senior brothers, you are in a hurry."

Mr. Lu Jing went to Zhangwu Daodong Mountain Lake not long ago, and he used the Taibai sword light, haven't you heard of it? ”

Zhao Qingyang and the abbot monk glanced at each other, and they all shook their heads.

And when that sword light hangs in the air.

Zhao Qingyang was silent for a while, and there was an incense burner in his hand.

The sword light swirled, and the incense ash in the incense burner turned into a little light, and was swept away by the sword light.

The abbot monk looked at it coldly.

Seeing that in the incense ash, there was a god man holding a thunderbolt in his hand, turning into a sword light and rising into the air.

Suddenly, the Heavenly King's big hand fell, and there was also thunder in his hand, which merged with the Taibai sword light and pierced into the incense ash.

The incense ash that gave birth to the aura of fierce thunder fell silent.

The abbot gritted his teeth.

But he saw the king standing on the mountain peak leaning his head and looking at the abbot and monk.

The abbot monk was helpless, and secretly said in his heart: "People can't stand without faith, let alone a sect?" ”

He flicked his wrist, and a pale yellow, round relic flew into the void.

"It shouldn't be easy to suppress Master Li Xiuyuan's Demon Sword Light, it shouldn't be easy to ......"

The abbot monk's thoughts have not yet fallen.

Another sword light fell from the sky.

But it's the sword qi that supports the light.

The sword comes out of the light, the sun rises in the east, and all the ghosts and ghosts seem to be manifested here.

The relics that were originally violent, shining brightly and soaring into the sky, seemed to be about to wipe out all the demons in the world, suddenly the light dimmed, and it flew down slowly, flying into the heart of the heavenly king's body.

The abbot monk's body stiffened.

Zhao Qingyang, who was gritting his teeth on the side, suddenly pointed at the abbot monk and laughed.

"It seems that this sword light of the world is similar to Jing Guogong's Fuguang sword qi.

When the sword light meets the sword qi, Jing Guogong wants to make the sword light of the world use it for him, which is easier than you and I imagined. ”

The abbot monk was silent for a while, and finally his brows furrowed.

"In any case, the good karma is still formed, but it is not as deep as you and I think.

Lu Jing has an extraordinary future, he is not only the prince of the great Fu Kingdom, but also the world's most famous young sword armor.

If he wants to forge a sword, only the Great Lei Yin Temple and Zhenwu Mountain will know the news and send the treasure, which is also a good thing. ”

Zhao Qingyang nodded, and asked again, "You don't go to forge a sword for Jingguo Gong?" ”

The abbot monk shook his head: "A senior has entered the Xuandu, just to forge a sword. ”

Zhao Qingyang was puzzled: "You have to think clearly, casting a sword for Lu Jing, with the white bones of the heavenly dragon, as well as relics and incense ashes, you will definitely be able to create a famous sword that ranks among the top 20 in the world, and can make your abbot famous for eternity." ”

"If you are a monk, you don't expect to be famous for eternity." The abbot monk folded his hands and recited a Buddha name: "If I go to forge a sword, I can make a famous sword that ranks among the top 20 in the world."

If he lets his predecessors forge swords, he may be able to forge a famous sword among the top fifteen in the world.

Even...... He can break through his own shackles and reach another peak, so why should I compete with him? Wouldn't it be better to give him a chance to climb to the top and add a swordsmith to my world? ”

Zhao Qingyang's eyes drooped slightly, and there was some admiration in the brilliance revealed in his eyes.

The Shenxiu monk on the side poked his head over and asked the abbot monk: "Senior brother, do you know that you can't snatch the sword-forging senior?" ”

The abbot monk's original compassionate expression suddenly froze, he waved his hand, and said angrily: "I came to Jokhang Temple as a guest, and you didn't even prepare a meal for me?" ”

……

In the Quartet Wine Shop.

Tu Xian's black gold flew from the sky and withdrew his scabbard.

Lu Jing stood up solemnly and saluted An Weaker.

"Sir, I don't know when the sword will be cast?"

An Qiaolu and Sun Boyuan were stunned and looked at a relic that came with the sword light, a furnace of incense ash.

Until a few breaths have passed.

An weaker Lu reacted at this time, he quickly got up, opened his arms widely, then folded his palms, and saluted to Lu Jing, and then took out a pen and paper.

"Guogong, apart from this incense ash and relics, what treasures are there?"

"And a pair of celestial dragon bones."

Lu Jing straightened up, his expression unchanged.

An weak deer gritted his teeth, bowed his head, and wrote it on the straw paper.

Lu Jing said again: "There are also eight hundred catties of Dongtu Mountain Essence and a Tianlu Tinder." ”

An weak deer bowed his head again.

Lu Jing continued: "There are 1,400 True Dragon Dragon Balls, which can be refined into them for future dragon slaying. ”

An Weak Lu sighed in his heart.

He refined this sword, only afraid that he would offend the dragons of the world, but he still did not hesitate at all, and recorded 1,400 dragon balls.

"And ...... Two first-class swords. ”

"Two first-class swords." An Qiaolu was recording with a brush, and when he had just written the first words, he noticed that something was wrong.

The swordsmith raised his head and looked at Lu Jing: "Two stalks...... A sword? ”

Sun Boyuan's pupils on the side condensed slightly, and he also looked at the landing scene.

Lu Jingchang took a breath and repeated: "Two first-grade swords." ”

In the Taixuan Palace, Emperor Chongtian raised his head thoughtfully.

(End of chapter)